"SUNDAY WILL COME."

We got news on Friday afternoon that my cousin's wife had passed away. She had been sick for some time, but her death has still come as a shock, especially for her two kids, ages ten and seven who are suddenly left to navigate this life without the guidance and support of their loving mother.

We have grown close to this family over the past few years here in Texas, as my cousin has been stationed in this area with the Navy. We love them and will surely miss Amanda. She was a wonderful person and an exceptional mom.

As we drove away from their home Friday evening our conversation naturally turned to things eternal. As my cousin and his family are not members of the Church, my husband, Jimmy suggested that I send them a copy of Elder Wirthlin's talk, "Sunday Will Come." I had forgotten about this wonderful message and have it printed for delivery later this week.

Tonight I am grateful for the hope and peace of the gospel. What a blessing the resurrection is, to all of God's children. It is especially wonderful to contemplate the magnitude of the resurrection for someone who has dealt with physical distress or illness.

I love Elder Wirthlin's words, who when spoken, had recently lost his own wife,

"Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays. 

But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come. 

No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come."

Isn't it wonderful to know that Sunday really will come?


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